The Witch of Baker Street

Mohan, who had already arrived in England after waking up, declined Mycroft's offer to send her back to Baker Street in person. She didn't want to bother trying to calm down the bickering between two older children after going through so many things today.In addition, Mycroft is also very busy, and the phone calls are constantly on the road. It seems that Buckingham Palace has some problems and needs Mycroft to participate in the resolution.

Even though Mycroft was not at ease, he could only arrange a car for Anthea to take Mohan back, and he had to deal with those never-ending affairs.

Mycroft, who cared about his sister, gave a lot of instructions before he left, and it wasn't until Mohan couldn't take it anymore that he stuffed him into the car and let the driver pack it up and take him away, the world was considered quiet.

God, how had she never known about Mycroft's nagging?Is it menopause?

All the way to 221b Baker Street very smoothly, Mo Han said goodbye to Anthea and watched the little black car leave.Then he turned to Barton and said, "Mr. Barton, since our next relationship is a couple, how about we call you by our Christian name? I call you Clint, and you call me Momo."

Barton nodded in agreement, and took a look at the surrounding environment by the way.

"Very well, because Commander Fury once said that you will live with me, so in order to avoid some embarrassment, I think I have to explain some things to you before we go in. You know I don't live alone Bar?"

Button was carefully observing the surrounding environment, so his answer to Mo Han inevitably seemed a little casual, "I know."

As if he didn't expect Barton to answer so casually, Mo Han seemed to think that he should explain, "Okay, then let me make it clearer. You must have read my information, Mr. Barton, and you know that I am not British?"

It must be said that this is a fact that can be seen with the eyes without reading the material.The appearance of an Oriental with no Western characteristics, black hair and black eyes, no one can make a mistake.

But Barton nodded very seriously, as if this matter should be confirmed through those documents, "You are of Chinese descent. It is stated in the documents that you were adopted from an orphanage by the widow of Baron Holmes when you were three years old."

"Ah, yes." Mo Han also nodded seriously, "Then you should know that I have two older brothers."

"I've seen one."

"That's my elder brother Mycroft. I'm talking about my second brother. Sherlock Holmes (sherlock·holmes)."

Mo Han let out a heavy breath, "Mr. Button, how much do you know about my second brother?"

Barton looked Mo Han up and down, and didn't seem to understand the reason why she emphasized her second brother, but he obediently told him everything he had memorized from the materials, "Sherlock Holmes, aged 27, unmarried , but there is a cohabiting roommate, former military doctor John h. Watson (John h. Watson), who has a close relationship with him. But he himself is withdrawn and perverse, and he does not fit in with others. He is a consulting detective by profession and occasionally receives commissions from clients Make a living."

"Strange and perverse..." Mo Han smiled and stepped forward to knock on the door knocker, "Your S.H.I.E.L.D. clerks are really giving him face, this evaluation doesn't hit the point at all. If I want to give him an evaluation, I will It can be summed up in one word.”

Barton looked at her curiously, waiting for Mo Han's next words.

Mo Han curled his lips into a smile, and said three words softly, "Lucifer."

"Lucifer?"

Barton didn't understand why.

"The fallen angel in the Bible was expelled from heaven and fell into hell because of his rebellion and unyielding. His original sin was pride, and Sherlock is just a very proud person. He possesses keen observation and talent beyond ordinary people , His thinking is above most people. So in his thinking mode, maybe, you or us are nothing."

"What about this?"

"So what?" Mo Han repeated, trying to express what she wanted to express in a popular way, "That is to say, he is likely to find fault with you."

As soon as Mo Han finished speaking, the door was opened from the inside with a bang.Seeing the people inside, Mohan greeted them with an extremely bright smile, "Hi, Mrs. Hudson."

"Momo! Where did you go? You didn't come back all night, but it made us anxious."

Mrs. Hudson was obviously worried about Mo Han, holding Mo Han's hand and kept looking her up and down.

"I'm fine, Mrs. Hudson." Mohan gave Mrs. Hudson a hug, sincerely apologetic, "Sorry for worrying you."

"Momo, you need to know that we are your family, so you don't need to say sorry." Mrs. Hudson stroked Mo Han's long hair, and turned her head to see Barton standing aside.Her eyes immediately seemed to be glowing, and her voice was full of unconcealable excitement, "Wow, who is this handsome boy?"

"Ah, yes."

Mo Han wrapped her arms around Barton's arm as soon as she turned around, and even tilted her head towards him.Coupled with the sweet and shy expression on Mo Han's face, everyone will feel the different meanings in it.

"This is my boyfriend, Clint Barton."

"Oh sweetie. I...I don't know, it was such a surprise. You...were you with him yesterday?"

Mrs. Hudson was obviously a little over-excited, she turned around and walked inside, "Come on in, John and Sherlock are also worried about you, but I think they will be very happy that you have found such an excellent young man."

Mohan pulled Barton's arm and dragged him into the door. Actually, Barton was not used to the feeling of being pulled forcibly, and his body instinctively resisted, so Mo Han's pull did not pull him.

Mo Han stared at him, beckoned him to follow her, and then pulled him harder.But it was because of too much force, and Barton was unprepared for her to be so strong. He staggered forward and bumped into her, and the box on his back hit the door frame, making a loud noise. .

"What happened? Momo?"

Mrs. Hudson, who was walking in front, turned around when she heard the noise, and saw the two people who were far away behind her.

"Nothing happened." Mo Han's tone was very calm.

"Then come quickly."

Mrs. Hudson didn't go into it, and continued to lead them up the stairs with a smile.

Mo Han straightened her hair, and followed her up as if nothing happened, but upon closer inspection, it seemed that her face was a little red.

Barton seemed to want to say something, but Mo Han only gave him a back view, and in the end he could only follow behind her without saying a word.

Open the living room door of the room on the second floor, and two people can be seen coming out of the kitchen inside.

Mo Han adjusted his breathing, felt that he had returned to normal before he opened his mouth to greet those two people.

"Hi, Sherly, and John."

Watson walked up to Mo Han almost immediately, "Momo, are you okay? Mycroft said you were taken to America..."

"Ah, yes, I was taken by him." Glancing at Mrs. Hudson next to her, Mo Han hurriedly took the words.Then she pushed Barton out behind her, "This is my boyfriend, Clint Barton."

"Oh." Watson seemed to realize something, he coughed, and held out his hand to Barton, "Hi, Clint. Uh, can I call you that? My name is John Watson, you can call me John."

"Hello, John."

Patton reached out his hand and shook Watson kindly, and then the two fell into silence.

Sometimes we have to admit that Watson is not that good at finding topics.

Whenever this time, he would turn his eyes to the person beside him.

"Hey, Sherlock, don't you say a few words?"

Sherlock remained sitting on the sofa as a statue, uttering a few words from his thin lips.

"There will be one more person in my future life, an agent from the United States." Sherlock glanced at Barton, and revised his previous statement, "A superhero agent from the United States can't bring me any interest." stuff, would share my already sparse air of freedom, and I imagine my days must be very... haunting."

"Shelly!"

Giving Sherlock a warning look, Mohan smiled and explained to Mrs. Hudson who was a little puzzled by Sherlock's words, "Ms. Hudson, Clint will be staying in England for a while. I think, can you Let him live here so..."

Mo Han frowned, not knowing what to say, "Well...it's more convenient."

"Live here?" Mrs. Hudson didn't care about Mohan's troubled look, she looked upstairs, "But honey, there are only three rooms here, upstairs is where you and John live, and downstairs is Sherlock's. , there is no room left."

"I know. I'll let John move to Shelly's room. Anyway, Shelly's room is big, and there's no problem with the two of them..."

"Hey hey, Momo, you can't cross rivers and tear down bridges just because you have a boyfriend."

Watson was the first to jump out, and pushed Sherlock, who was still calm, in an attempt to get his support, "Say something, too, Sherlock."

Sherlock pursed his lips, picked up the violin on one side and plucked the strings, before speaking for a long time, "I think this idea is good."

"What?" Watson was dumbfounded.

"Well, John, don't think I don't know that you sleep alone two days this month. Rather than letting someone climb the stairs and touch the door every day, you might as well move downstairs yourself. It saves money." How about the stair climbing strength you two have?"

"What... what? I, I didn't..."

Watson tried his best to defend himself, but the blush on his face gave him away.Looking at the meaningful smiles of Mohan and Mrs. Hudson, Watson just wanted to bury his head in the ground.

"Momo, your idea is really good, I completely agree."

Mrs. Hudson was the first to raise her hands in favor, and the smile on her face even made one think that it would be no problem to ask her to raise her feet again in favor of this proposal.

"Okay, so it seems that no one has any objections?"

Looking at the two people over there, one pretending to be an ostrich and the other pretending to be deaf, Mo Han directly made a decision.

"In this case, let's start moving the room."